Inside the treatment room, Mash lay in a liquid tank, undergoing treatment. A large number of magic energy light particles continuously appeared, detecting and repairing the damage to Mash's body.
"Dr. Roman, how is Mash doing?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka stood by, waiting for the results, a look of self-reproach on their face.
After Solomon appeared, it was Fujimaru Ritsuka who insisted on going to the rescue, only for Mash to end up injured.
Roman glanced at the newly acquired data, his brow furrowing slightly.
"Mash will be fine, that much is certain, you can rest assured."
Dr. Roman spoke, giving Fujimaru Ritsuka a sense of relief.
"Really? It's great if she's okay."
Fujimaru Ritsuka let out a sigh of relief. Although they and Mash had the relationship of Master and Servant, they were even more so friends, comrades-in-arms, and companions through thick and thin. This bond was irreplaceable.
"Alright, you should go rest too. I'll stay here and check the other data. Mash will be back soon."
Dr. Roman urged Fujimaru Ritsuka to go back and rest. Fujimaru Ritsuka was a bit reluctant, but Dr. Roman's attitude was firm, and in the end, Fujimaru Ritsuka left the treatment room.
After Fujimaru Ritsuka left, the liquid in Mash's treatment tank quickly receded, revealing a soaked Mash.
Then came a surge of magic energy, drying the liquid from Mash's body. The hatch then opened, and Mash opened its eyes.
"Dr. Roman."
Mash called out to Dr. Roman, then fell silent.
Mash was actually very scared, afraid to hear the result it had been so worried about. It was happy adventuring with everyone, saving the world together, and didn't want to lose this rare small happiness.
Roman understood what Mash was thinking. He was Mash's exclusive doctor and knew everything about Mash.
As a test-tube baby cultivated by Chaldea, it was predicted that due to rapid cellular aging, it wouldn't live past eighteen.
And now, Mash was already over sixteen years old. Mash itself could already feel that something was wrong with its body, which indicated that Mash was not far from [functional cessation].
"Mash… your Magecraft Circuits have recovered. Not only recovered, but significantly strengthened. This is truly a blessing in disguise. As for your body…"
Dr. Roman suddenly paused, and Mash's heart also stopped.
"My body… what about it? Please tell me, Dr. Roman, I can take it."
Mash clutched its chest, mentally prepared. It wasn't afraid to die protecting its comrades.
Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Dr. Roman coughed and said,
"Ahem! Well… Mash, your body has had some big changes compared to before… Hmm, although your various metrics are still a bit below those of an ordinary person, they are much, much stronger than before. How should I put it? Before, your lifespan was estimated at only eighteen, but now, I estimate you'll be fine until forty or fifty. If you work hard, you might even hold your grandchildren."
Dr. Roman spoke with a teasing tone, but then he suddenly noticed that Mash was already stunned.
"Ma? Mash? Hey? Mash, what's wrong? Say something! Mash!! Why are you grabbing my arm? I'm a normal person, Mash! Don't get excited! Stop! Ah!!!"
Dr. Roman's screams could be heard throughout the corridor. Passersby's expressions changed, and they quickly ducked away. They knew not to interfere with the leader's affairs.
In Mo Shuying's room, four Heroic Spirits (pseudo) sat in a circle.
A serious-faced Mo Shuying held out three fingers and said,
"Three things. First, I've been cursed."
"?!"
Mo Shuying's words were startling. The three Servants exchanged glances.
"It was cast by that so-called Solomon. It's very insidious, but I still detected it. It's a certain death curse."
Actually, when Solomon left, a System notification appeared in Mo Shuying's ear, informing him that he was cursed and asking if he wanted to clear it.
From the looks of it, the System could clear the curse, but clearing it would inevitably be detected by Solomon, and then he would surely not escape death.
So Mo Shuying chose no.
After that, defeating the Demon God Pillars gave Mo Shuying some assist experience. Coupled with the previous red dragon, wyvern, and other experiences, his level rose to 32. However, after leveling up, the curse remained.
The System no longer reminded him whether to clear it, and Mo Shuying received no response when he asked, so he could only resolve it himself.
The effect of this curse was death, very straightforward. It was difficult to break.
Merlin immediately dropped the smile from its face upon hearing Mo Shuying's words, reaching out to grasp Mo Shuying's hand to examine him, then frowning.
Child Gil was also stunned. He didn't know about this, because Mo Shuying's existence was outside the effect of the Star of Omniscience and Omnipotence, so he couldn't do anything either.
"How about… we all find an auspicious day and commit suicide to return? Master, if you have any inheritance, you could also share some with us. After all, we've been Master and Servant."
Merlin immediately started talking about dividing property. At that time, Child Gil would return to his Mesopotamia, it would return to its Avalon, Li Shuwen could go wherever he pleased, and everyone would go their separate ways.
"…"
Mo Shuying had a black line. Sure enough, he should have pressed this guy back in the first place. So infuriating.
"I'm not dead yet! And I'm not afraid of instant death effects, plus I have revival methods. Actually, I'm not very afraid of this curse. Moreover, there is a way to solve it. I know of an existence that can remove this curse."
The King of the Cavern, the Count of Monte Cristo, a free man.
Of course, placing hope in unknown hands was not Mo Shuying's character.
"Tch. If you have a solution, then why are you talking about it…"
Merlin looked unhappy; at the very least, it couldn't attend the feast.
Mo Shuying took a deep breath, then exhaled, calming himself. It's my Servant; if I kill it, it's my loss. Next time, I'll send Merlin to its death.
"Now, for the second matter."
Mo Shuying twitched a finger—the second matter.
"Gilles, what's with your nukes? Their power seems to have increased significantly."
Child Gil smiled mysteriously upon hearing this.
"I added a little 'seasoning,' just a small trick, nothing worth mentioning."
"Can it be strengthened further?"
"Uh, I can try."
"Good. Strengthen it as much as possible. Strengthen it to death."
Child Gil: "...Alrighty."
Although it wouldn't be easy, Child Gil felt it could take on the challenge.
"Third matter."
Mo Shuying extended a third finger.
"You all should know Solomon, right? Uh, Master, just drink your tea and listen."
As three Casters with Grand qualifications—Merlin, Gilgamesh, and Solomon—they had interacted with each other, especially Merlin and Solomon.
Grand Casters all possessed exceptional Clairvoyance; what they saw and knew differed from ordinary people.
Merlin's expression turned serious when Mo Shuying said this. He stroked his chin and said,
"Master, are you referring to the Solomon you encountered today? I can tell you responsibly that he's likely a fake. At the very least, the real Solomon isn't in control."
Merlin knew who the real Solomon was. He had been in the command room at the time, and Roman had been there too, so it was impossible.
"Of course, I know it's not the real one, but that doesn't solve the problem. His power is something I can't contend with. You all think about it, see if there's any way to deal with him. Otherwise, being constantly watched like this, I'll be on edge every time I enter a dungeon. It's too unbearable."
Mo Shuying looked distressed; this feeling of being targeted was truly uncomfortable.
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